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These were written for challenge #74 lost and found on the tthdrabble community. I'm thinking of turning the first one into a full fic or a story by drabbles, I haven't quite decided yet. Enjoy.
title: Bad Timing
word count: 200
fandom: BTVS/Torchwood
pairing: None
disclaimer: I own nothing to do with either fandom, I’m merely playing.
rating: Pg-13
summary: Willow and Buffy have bad timing when it comes to finding Ianto.
a/n: Written for the tthdrabble challenge #74 lost and found
Bad Timing:
Ianto gasped as the spinning finally stopped. He found himself on his back staring up at two concerned faces.
“Hi,” said the blonde brightly before she told him, “You know you’ve gotten older.”
“Older?” he finally managed.
“Yeah, you were still running around in diapers the last time I saw you, now you’re all almost my age, which is like not of the good. Are you sure this is him Will?”
“I told you, times moves differently where Dawn stashed him,” Will shrugged.
The blonde glittered a smile at him again, “Well I’m your Aunt Buffy and this is your Aunt Willow and your Uncle Xander is, hey where is Xander?”
“I don’t have any Aunt’s or Uncles,” Ianto pointed out.
“Well you were a toddler the last time we saw you,” Willow pointed out.
“We lost Dawn and we thought we’d lost you, but it turned out she’d just hidden you away and well Willow found a spell and now here you are all found.”
Ianto rested his head back against the floor, “Can you send me back?”
“What?”
“We were in the middle of adverting an apocalypse when…,” Ianto started to explain.
“Will, you promised no bad timing!”
title: Bad Timing
word count: 200
fandom: BTVS/Torchwood
pairing: None
disclaimer: I own nothing to do with either fandom, I’m merely playing.
rating: Pg-13
summary: Willow and Buffy have bad timing when it comes to finding Ianto.
a/n: Written for the tthdrabble challenge #74 lost and found
Bad Timing:
Ianto gasped as the spinning finally stopped. He found himself on his back staring up at two concerned faces.
“Hi,” said the blonde brightly before she told him, “You know you’ve gotten older.”
“Older?” he finally managed.
“Yeah, you were still running around in diapers the last time I saw you, now you’re all almost my age, which is like not of the good. Are you sure this is him Will?”
“I told you, times moves differently where Dawn stashed him,” Will shrugged.
The blonde glittered a smile at him again, “Well I’m your Aunt Buffy and this is your Aunt Willow and your Uncle Xander is, hey where is Xander?”
“I don’t have any Aunt’s or Uncles,” Ianto pointed out.
“Well you were a toddler the last time we saw you,” Willow pointed out.
“We lost Dawn and we thought we’d lost you, but it turned out she’d just hidden you away and well Willow found a spell and now here you are all found.”
Ianto rested his head back against the floor, “Can you send me back?”
“What?”
“We were in the middle of adverting an apocalypse when…,” Ianto started to explain.
“Will, you promised no bad timing!”
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